I said this before on the shitsite but it will never fail to baffle me: the degree to which shitlibs get frothed up over menial issues.

We have our own gripes and concerns; we have legitimate reasons for wishing death upon chuds and bourgs - but there's always a logical, materialistic basis to it - it's just self-defence; self-preservation; damage limitation.
Some might derive morbid satisfaction from it but in general the prospect is a distasteful if ultimately necessary aspect of revolution.
We effectively see our ideological opponents as unfortunately misguided rubes - it would be preferable not to have to wage war and to simply convert people in the 'arena of ideas'; but we don't have the time nor the necessary material conditions to enjoy such a luxury.

We shall weep tears on the battlefield for our fallen foes.
"The fascists want to kill us to form their ethnostate. In a better world, their soldiers would be communists and we wouldn't need to fight. Maybe in another world we could teach them. But not today. A shame. Their children will be communists."

Then you have liberals. They get unfathomably angry about the most mundane shit.
"Riots are inconveniencing me because they're doing it at nighttime and the loud noises are doing me a spook. I want these people all to die, and I will derive sick pleasure from that."
"These leftists dunked on me on twitter - I want them to be annihilated by ersatz Einsatzgruppen."
"My toaster slightly overdid my toast. I am going to personally launch the nukes against Breville."